Er Er was frightened: "Aren't you afraid that Shen Ting'an will find out which school you are in through those boys? This will expose you."
"Sooner or later it will be exposed. He will investigate and it will prove that my sense of existence is pretty good."
If Shen Ting'an cares, her identity will be no secret after tonight.
But Nan Qing bet that Shen Ting'an wouldn't investigate.
We've only met a few times, we know each other, but we're not very familiar with each other. Why would he, the CEO of a large company, check the identity information of a high school female student when he has nothing to do?
Think of it as a novel. Boss Ba thinks, well, this woman is interesting. Let me check it out. I want all her information in fifteen minutes.
Er Er listened to Nan Qing's thoughts and sat elegantly watching the progress.
Shen Ting'an glanced at the few teenagers over there. They were all from the younger generation. To be honest, he was not very familiar with them.
Children aged seventeen or eighteen should like to play with their peers, right? It's a pity that he doesn't know any peers of her generation, otherwise he could still find a few friends for her.
In fact, he also has several cousins who seem to be the same age, but he is not familiar with them.
A waiter walked by carrying drinks. Shen Ting'an raised his hand and handed a glass of juice to Nan Qing: "Drink some juice. There is only about an hour left in the banquet. Sit down for a while and the time will pass quickly."
"Thanks."
Nan Qing took a big sip of the juice. She was actually hungry.
"Brother, why are you alone? You don't have any friends like me, do you?"
Shen Ting'an just completed the purpose of coming to the banquet today, came out to get some air, and was almost ready to leave. He had never felt lonely.
Now when the little girl asked him this, it seemed that this was the case and he had no friends.
Shen Ting'an smiled with a stern expression, nodded, and said in a sexy voice: "Yes, I don't have any friends either."
"Then you are a bit pitiful."
Pitiful?
No one has ever used this adjective to describe him, and Shen Ting'an has never felt pitiful.
Is it pitiful to have no friends?
But when he thought about coming here, he saw her sitting alone and looked pitiful. Just now he felt pitiful for her.
"Actually, it's okay. As long as you avoid being alone, you won't be pitiful."
"How to avoid it?"
Shen Ting'an looked at the two people: "Just like us now, we are not pitiful."
The girl's eyes were blank for half a second, and then she immediately smiled, a very happy smile: "Yeah."
Shen Ting'an was going to get some air and sober up. Assistant Zhao was on his way here. He was drunk and couldn't drive.
Shen Ting'an took out his mobile phone and sent a message: 'Pick me up in an hour.'
Assistant Zhao, who was rushing to the hotel, looked at the messages on his phone and wondered: "Didn't the president say he was going back?"
Shen Ting'an also decided not to go back so early on the spur of the moment, and left by himself. Is this little girl sitting here pitifully again?
Shen Ting'an found that she had finished a whole glass of juice without knowing it, "Are you hungry?"
Nan Qing nodded sheepishly: "I ate something to fill my stomach before I came here. It's been two hours, and now I'm a little hungry."
"Come on, let's go inside and eat."
"But I don't think the food inside tastes good."
There are many small snacks, cakes and other things placed in the dining area of the banquet hall. They are just beautiful to look at but not very tasty.
"Let's go to a restaurant to eat. There is a restaurant on the top floor of the hotel. It tastes very good." Shen Ting'an stood up and extended his hand to invite her as a gentleman.
The little girl shyly put her hand on his palm, and he led her to stand up.
The two of them can go directly to the elevator that leads directly to the restaurant and won't meet anyone else in the middle.
Nan Qing approached him in the elevator and said, "Brother, my name is Xiaonan."